This post originally appeared on Heather’s personal blog, Discovering the Extraordinary. She has given us permission to share it here.
“What would you do if you knew you would not fail?”
I’ve never really liked this question.
To me, it seems to put so much pressure on finding that one thing that’s absolutely perfect for the rest of your life.
What’s the opposite of failure? Success.
Well, maybe…but I don’t think so.
I don’t think success has anything to do with not failing. In fact, if someone does anything successful, chances are, they’ve failed many, many times. Because we all have times that we fail, make mistakes, and royally mess up. But that’s part of the journey. Success is taking those failures and learning from them, and getting up and continuing to move forward.
So maybe the right question to ask would be:
“What would you do if you knew your heart would come alive?”
What comes to mind when you hear this? Does your heart leap within you? Do you feel free and inspired? Or do you feel fear and discouragement?
I don’t know if you have these moments like I do…but I can’t seem to get away from them. Let me set the stage for you here: In reality, I find myself in situations where it seems like the dreams God has put on my heart are impossible–or at the very least, postponed for a very long time. Things just don’t work out as I thought they would.
But then God keeps putting these things on my heart. Even in the midst of my heart giving up, these dreams keep coming back, and keep invading my thoughts and the direction of my heart. I’ve even been so brazen as to ask God, “Why?”
Why, after all that is going on, is this coming up now? Why, when it looks like everything is a mess, do You even put this as a thought in my heart? Can’t You see that it’s impossible? Can’t You see that reality has set in…that this can’t happen now?…
But as much as I try to get around it, His response continues to be:
“These are dreams that I have put in your heart. I spoke these words to you in the first place. And I will fulfill them.”
I don’t know what that will look like (chances are, it’s not going to be how I pictured it, anyway). But I keep coming back to this promise from God:
I’m not done yet.
This post was written by Heather Dillard. To read more about her, click here.